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Saturday, January 25, 2014

Day Twenty-Five, Safe Sis

Shorty didn't go shopping this morning as she had intended. The Maryland shopping mall where she has always felt safe, though often crowded on weekends, had never given her cause to worry. Being as how, this certain Sis of mine has always been a person who loved shopping, I had a tinge of worry that... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, January 24, 2014

Day Twenty-Four, Visitors

I love living in the forest. You just never know what might be coming to visit. Some visitors are very noisy and give fair warning that they are on their way. Others silently sneak in at night, and shiny eyes can be seen in the glare of an occasional car headlight. "We are all visitors to this time,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Day Twenty-Three = Beyond Cold

Writing impetus has been lacking for days. I hope that it is just from the January freeze and that it will return with the first green leaves of spring, or sooner. The wooded areas across the road on each side make me think "black forest". I've never been to the black forest, but that's what I'm... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Day Eighteen

Windy, windy, cold and windy. Yesterday I went gallivanting without putting a hat on my head--wrong thing to do. Today I can't quit coughing and I have a sinus headache. Live and learn. My version of pollo miraplanes is in the oven. It smells so good. The flour tortillas are waiting to be heated at... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Day Sixteen

Off to the Real Jalisco. That (Real) is pronounced Ray - Al' meaning "Royal". It's a commitment that I made months ago and then kept putting it off for another day for one reason or another. Well, the day is here, and I have promised, so I must go. Someone is waiting. "Promises are like babies, easy... Sign in to see full entry.

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